I am a dream merchant,
I trade in dreams.
Are you tired of the one you have?
Don’t worry I have a bag full here
I’m sure I can find one that you’ll like.
Some come off the assembly-line
Standardized, road-tested, with a money-back guarantee,
Some are slightly used,
Others are old but dearly loved,
Some are rare and delicate
They speak of ancient images and times passed
Of magicians and nymphs in forest glens
When gods and man played together.
Do you have a dream to trade?
Come, I give good trade-ins
All offers are considered.
So saying he reached into his bag
Of soap bubbles.
Oklahoma City, USA — September, 1982